At 12 Hannah was asking questions about everything. She just went to high school and already her teachers were fed up of her showing her teachers up.
She corrected every misspell and miscalculation, perfected her science teachers theories and had the strongest backhand in tennis than any other boy in her school.
Her hair was long and curly and she finally got her ears pierced much to her father's annoyance. They had a long argument, battling each others witty comebacks until House finally rolled his eyes and agreed.
She was put up a year with the year 9's, and she still proved to be better than most of them.
When it came to balls and formals she came only to see her friends, she dressed with small earrings and civilized clothing, not like most of the girls who were flaunting around is sassy boob tubes.
Wilson had been visiting more frequently and for the first time she got to actually meet House's whole team.
She had stepped into the room dressed in a short sleeved orange top and jeans. Chase was older now, his face now more mature and masculine. He shook hands with her, grinning stupidly and Foreman gave an odd sort of salute and continued to brew coffee.
Her father on the other and limped around to his office
Hannah smiled awkwardly. "He's like that…"
Foreman snorted, "We knew him before you were born"
"Why are you still here?" She asked them.
Chase shrugged. "Why not"
"I always pictured his employees would jump at the chance to leave" Hannah muttered.
Foreman and Chase just stared on in shock.
"What?" She asked.
"You just looked so much like your father" Foreman told her whilst stirring his coffee.
"I get that from Uncle James a lot" She retorted. She paused for a second and then began to talk.
"Did…Did you know my mum?" She ventured with gleaming eyes.
Foreman began to stir faster, hiding the pain that had brewed up in his heart.
"Yes" Chase said quietly. "I was there when she died..."
"Then you were there when I was born?" She pressed on eagerly.
"Are you kidding? I helped deliver you!" Chase exclaimed.
Hannah raised an eyebrow. "What was my mother like?"
"She had…Different views to what your father had" Foreman told the young girl "But they ended up together anyway"
Hannah looked away blinking back a few tears, she turned back grinning slightly
"Tell my dad I'm going to try the horrible cafeteria food he goes on about"